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the dress to her slender waist, the only ornamentation on the gown was a subtle pattern of satin cord and banding at the hem.
    Logan spoke close to Julia's ear while his keen gaze swept the room. “Lord Hardington is ripe for the picking. He has a fondness for the theater, and a weakness for beautiful women. And most importantly, he has a private income of ten thousand a year. Why don't you go discuss the upcoming season with him, and our need of more sponsors?”
    Julia smiled ruefully as she regarded the portly, red-cheeked older gentleman. She glanced back at Logan, who was striking in a black evening coat, an emerald silk waistcoat, and close-fitting cream trousers. His hair shone like polished mahogany beneath the light of the chandeliers. Although everyone else was here for social reasons, Logan regarded the event as an opportunity for business. He would use his good looks and charm to solicit funds for the Capital—and as always, he would be successful. Almost everyone wanted to associate with a man who was perceived as one of the greatest artists the London stage had ever known.
    To Julia's surprise, she had quickly achieved her own popularity in the theater, giving her a social standing that was considered significant for an actress. She commanded a high salary, which had enabled her to purchase a house on Somerset Street, only a few doors away from her former teacher Mrs. Florence. The elderly woman took a personal pride in Julia's success and welcomed her eagerly whenever Julia had the opportunity to visit for tea and a long chat.
    Wishing she were with Mrs. Florence right now, rather than wasting her time mingling with people who considered themselves superior to her, Julia sighed softly. “I don't like these large gatherings,” she said, more to herself than to Logan.
    “It doesn't show. You move among these people as if you were born to it.” Idly Logan brushed a bit of lint from his sleeve. “You would do well to recruit Lord Lansdale—the short one by the refreshment table…and Lord Russell, who's recently come into a handsome patrimony. A warm smile and a little encouragement might convince him to become a patron of the arts.”
    “I hope this is my last weekend party for a while. It makes me uncomfortable to flatter rich old men in hopes of attracting their money to the theater. Perhaps the next time you could bring Arlyss or one of the other actresses—”
    “I don't want one of the others. You're as effective at these gatherings as you are on stage. In two years you've become the Capital's greatest asset—aside from me, of course.”
    Julia smiled impishly. “Why, Mr. Scott, if you continue to praise me, I may ask for a higher salary.”
    He snorted. “You won't get another shilling from me. You're already the highest paid actress I know of.”
    His glowering expression made her laugh. “If only people knew that the man who wooed me so passionately on stage—and won me a thousand times as Romeo, Benedick, and Mark Antony—only concerns himself off stage about shillings and business matters. You may be quite a romantic figure to the ladies of London, but you have the soul of a banker, not a lover.”
    “Thank God for it. Now go and charm the gentlemen I pointed out—oh, and don't forget that one.” Logan nodded toward a dark-haired man standing in a small group only a few yards away. “He's managed his family's estates and investments for the last few years. At the rate he's going, he'll someday be one of the richest men in England. You would do well to persuade him to take an interest in the Capital.”
    “Who is he?”
    “Lord Savage, the Marquess of Savage.” Logan gave her a brief smile and left to mingle with some acquaintances.
    Lord Savage, the Marquess of Savage . Julia was still and silent with confusion. Her brain was suddenly slow to work. She wondered if she had heard correctly. It seemed odd to hear the name and title fall from Logan Scott's lips, odd to know that after